*sits down next to him at the window, leans over to kiss his cheek*
It takes her forever to translate these songs, and then working… *sighs* I’m sorry I’m so late.
Only human… *smiles softly* *runs her fingertips across his cheekbones, down his jaw to rest behind his neck* I love you, Hajime.
You’re late? *looks at her*
Hmmm unfortunately the wonderful ahou is all over the place. It is wonderful however that you came to visit.
*looks weird for a moment*
You’re not an expecting a reply are you? Am I supposed to -say-… *clears throat* Am I?
Late… late at night. While it’s amusing to watch the writer go through her collection of pictures of you I’d rather be -with- you. Besides, she gets all giggly like the Nagakura-san fan after a while. *shakes head* Besides, I don’t let her into -my- stash of Hajime pictures. *grins*
No, no reply. I know… *smiles, putting an arm around his waist, pulling herself closer* You -show- it. Sometimes words really don’t do it all justice.
You keep a “stash”? You’ve not sent me a few in a -while-.
*wraps his arm around her waist*
Your writer is joining some sort of “icon” contest. Do you think she’ll make one for us there?
*coughs*
But I don’t want it, if she’ll have to pass you off as Tokio.
I have quite the collection, you know? She gets her fanbooks, and I get more pictures of you. *grins*
You know those icons she’s making have to fit certain themes? Like Kiss and Sensual and Hold my Hand and Silk and Lace…
There’s a food one as well. *laughs, thinking of something*
I want only to be there as myself, not masquerading as someone else. There will be some, though, you’ll know, I’ll leave you a hint… *smiles, snuggling into his side as he holds her* Just like I knew when you had that watch in that one story…
But until then… here’s an icon or two.
I’ll know? Good…
*looks at the pictures and holds it up*
I think I know what to do with these. *grins* There’s a lot of “rats” out there… This should be effective…
*chuckles softly and pockets both pictures*
We look good together Hide. And you in particular are good enough to eat…
I see you’ve already put one of those pictures to good use. *smiles* Take care of those “rats”, ne?
Even visually we do well together… *raises eyebrows* To eat? Ah, hungry? *lightly strokes the back of his neck with her fingers*
Indeed… *picks up his hand with the tapping fingers, kissing each one, moving up his hand and nipping at the inside of his wrist* *shifts closer, her lips hovering over his as her hand glides up his arm, taking her time* So demanding… *grins* *kisses him, her tongue playing against his lips as the hand on the back of his neck holds him close*
But see… there was more on that site of “fanpictures”… apparently there was some story to go with that picture and it ended with this image…
It appears perhaps not all -that- innocent if he got a slap, ne? Perhaps that Hajime-chan is like -my- Hajime in some respects, ne? *grins, running her hand over his cheek* They are sweet though…
And happy Valentine’s Day. *kisses the tip of his nose and then his lips, lightly*
*sits down next to him at the window, leans over to kiss his cheek*
It takes her forever to translate these songs, and then working… *sighs* I’m sorry I’m so late.
Only human… *smiles softly* *runs her fingertips across his cheekbones, down his jaw to rest behind his neck* I love you, Hajime.
You’re late? *looks at her*
Hmmm unfortunately the wonderful ahou is all over the place. It is wonderful however that you came to visit.
*looks weird for a moment*
You’re not an expecting a reply are you? Am I supposed to -say-… *clears throat* Am I?
Late… late at night. While it’s amusing to watch the writer go through her collection of pictures of you I’d rather be -with- you. Besides, she gets all giggly like the Nagakura-san fan after a while. *shakes head* Besides, I don’t let her into -my- stash of Hajime pictures. *grins*
No, no reply. I know… *smiles, putting an arm around his waist, pulling herself closer* You -show- it. Sometimes words really don’t do it all justice.
You keep a “stash”? You’ve not sent me a few in a -while-.
*wraps his arm around her waist*
Your writer is joining some sort of “icon” contest. Do you think she’ll make one for us there?
*coughs*
But I don’t want it, if she’ll have to pass you off as Tokio.
I have quite the collection, you know? She gets her fanbooks, and I get more pictures of you. *grins*
You know those icons she’s making have to fit certain themes? Like Kiss and Sensual and Hold my Hand and Silk and Lace…
There’s a food one as well. *laughs, thinking of something*
I want only to be there as myself, not masquerading as someone else. There will be some, though, you’ll know, I’ll leave you a hint… *smiles, snuggling into his side as he holds her* Just like I knew when you had that watch in that one story…
But until then… here’s an icon or two.
I’ll know? Good…
*looks at the pictures and holds it up*
I think I know what to do with these. *grins* There’s a lot of “rats” out there… This should be effective…
*chuckles softly and pockets both pictures*
We look good together Hide. And you in particular are good enough to eat…
I see you’ve already put one of those pictures to good use. *smiles* Take care of those “rats”, ne?
Even visually we do well together… *raises eyebrows* To eat? Ah, hungry? *lightly strokes the back of his neck with her fingers*
Aren’t you going to say you’ll feed me? Isn’t that one of you duties?
*stares at her*
Well?
*taps fingers impatiently*
Indeed… *picks up his hand with the tapping fingers, kissing each one, moving up his hand and nipping at the inside of his wrist* *shifts closer, her lips hovering over his as her hand glides up his arm, taking her time* So demanding… *grins* *kisses him, her tongue playing against his lips as the hand on the back of his neck holds him close*
*nips her lips and grins*
I suppose we’ll never be this couple ne? Innocent and sweet…
*chuckles*
You in particular…
*sly smirk*
But see… there was more on that site of “fanpictures”… apparently there was some story to go with that picture and it ended with this image…
It appears perhaps not all -that- innocent if he got a slap, ne? Perhaps that Hajime-chan is like -my- Hajime in some respects, ne? *grins, running her hand over his cheek* They are sweet though…
And happy Valentine’s Day. *kisses the tip of his nose and then his lips, lightly*